It’s Monday, but at 11 tonight, there will be no Jon. No Jon, poking holes in absurd people and political parties, giving his all. He was the lynchpin of my evening most nights, except the few times I just couldn’t make it till 11 and watched the next day on my computer. Maybe at 11 tonight, I’ll log into thecomedynetwork.ca and just watch anything, as long as there’s a Jon in it. Otherwise withdrawal will be too painful.
Loss. Life is made of loss. And now it’s cold, dark and raining, as if the world agrees with me.